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Obviously, this is the human form transformed by the Hundred Phantom Spirit King according to Zhang Wuji, Xie Xun, Zhu Yuanzhang and others. It is very simple. Everything is for profit. The Spirit Race mastered it, but also to devour the racial luck of our race!

Racial luck? Zhang Wuji discovered some important content from the information given by the Hundred Phantom Spirit King.

The appearance of racial qi reading made Zhang Wuji think of the Royal Court of Luck.

The burly body of the Hundred Phantom Kings shone with rays of light, and the distorted clouds and mists on his face turned into burning flames. Yes, when a race from an ancient kingdom was promoted to the King of Fortune, it could condense the luck of the race.

And my Hundred Magical Spirit Clan almost took control of the Eastern Realm back then, and this king even established our clan's first fortune royal court, but who knew that this was also the beginning of a disaster.

It was not until the moment of our clan's collapse that this king knew that it turned out that my clan could be promoted to the median race, and that this king could establish a royal court of luck, and the ancient Dongxuan clan was behind the scenes.

As soon as this statement came out, Zhang Wuji felt horrified, and Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Bowen, Xie Xun, and Yin Zheng also felt chills in their hearts.

It is really frightening that the shady secret of the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings is too scary. According to him, the rise and demise of many middle-ranking races in the Dongxuan world are all controlled by the ancient Dongxuan people.

If the truth is really what the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings said, then the Dongxuan Ancient Clan is too terrifying, and it really makes people shudder.

More importantly, whether the rise of the human race is also manipulated by the ancient Dongxuan tribe.

If the ancient country of Daqin wanted to be promoted to the King of Fortune, did it get the support of the ancient Dongxuan clan?

Or, whether the ancient country of Daqin has become a chess piece placed by the ancient Dongxuan tribe in the human race.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji clenched his fists subconsciously and asked in a deep voice, but why did the ancient Dongxuan clan do this, and what is the benefit of swallowing racial luck?

The King of Hundred Phantom Spirits was silent for a while, and said sarcastically, the reason is very simple, they are raising livestock.

Raise livestock? Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils dilated and he exclaimed.

Zhang Wuji, Yin Zheng and other Rao's faces were ugly, and it was not a good thing to hear about raising livestock.

The voice of the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings was very cold, without a trace of emotion. Yes, in the eyes of the Dongxuan Ancient Clan, all the intelligent races in the Eastern twenty-one regions are livestock that can be slaughtered at will after being raised.

As for the benefits, the benefits can be great, cultivate a race to rise, and then destroy it, swallowing the race's luck of the race, so that the ancient Dongxuan tribe can always remain strong.

Because racial luck contains the world origin of Dongxuan Realm, it can help the Venerable Yuanshen to successfully step into the realm of the King of Law, and also allow the King of Law to condense more laws of the world.

As far as this king knows, seven middle races were destroyed before our clan, all of which were done by the ancient Dongxuan clan.

At the end, the cloud and mist on the face of the Hundred Phantom Spirit King distorted for a while, and then a pair of dark red eyes appeared. He looked at Zhang Wuji and asked, by the way, I haven't asked what race you are?

Human race, self-improvement, human race standing on the ground! Zhang Wuji straightened his back and proudly introduced his race.

The human race seems to be a race that was born after our race was destroyed. The Hundred Phantom Spirit King fell into memory. He wondered if there were any human races in Dongxuan Realm. Obviously, the human race that was born less than 10,000 years ago was not in his memory. After a while, he asked again, are you human races now? Median race?

Yes. Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't wait to stand up.

The Hundred Phantom Spirit King then asked again, is it about to unify the Eastern Realm?

Zhang Wuji was silent, and Zhu Yuanzhang was no longer speaking. This is the secret of the human race, and it is not enough for foreigners.

The cloud and mist on the face of the Hundred Phantom Spirit King twisted and turned into facial features. It seems that your human race is about to dominate the eastern realm, which means that the ancient Dongxuan people are already watching you.

If this king guessed correctly, your human race should have an ancient kingdom and also want to be promoted to the King of Luck.

Don't, if you don't want to follow in the footsteps of our clan, don't go for promotion, otherwise there will be a catastrophe of clan annihilation.

Zhang Wuji thought about it for a while, and had more questions to ask.

It's a pity that the Hundred Phantom Spirit King will not give Zhang Wuji a chance. The Hundred Phantom Spirit Realm is about to close, and it may not be opened for hundreds of thousands of years. If you don't want to be trapped here, leave quickly.

After that, the body of the Hundred Phantom Spirit King instantly collapsed, turning into a ray of light and flying back to the King's Palace, as if his appearance was just to convey a message.

Soon, countless splendid rays of light flew out from the King's Palace, imprinted on every corner of the volcano, and lines of formations slowly emerged, and a strong seal atmosphere permeated.

The Hundred Magical Spirit King is not dead yet, this ancient relic of the Hundred Magical Spirit Clan naturally does not belong to anyone. Zhang Wuji, who knows what he can't do, brings Xie Xun, Yin Zheng and the disappointed Zhu Yuanzhang to quickly withdraw from the depths of the volcano.

In the light of the rays of the sun, the Hall of Kings of the Hundred Magical Spiritual Clan seemed more and more mysterious. Suddenly, a voice belonging to the Hundred Magical Spiritual Clan sounded in the hall. Ancestor, just let them go?

The whispers of the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings echoed in the King's Palace. The human race couldn't think of the Eastern realm, and a new median race was born so quickly. The ancient Dongxuan people became more and more greedy.

The ancestors of the human race plundered a lot of our clan's treasures, is it really just that? In the hall, there are remnants of the descendants of the Hundred Phantom Spirit Race.

The ruthless voice of the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings only echoed in the palace of the king. This king has his own plans. The ancient Dongxuan clan is too powerful, and our clan will continue to dormant.

The reason why they were let go was just for the newly born human race to fight against the ancient Dongxuan race.

Ancestor wise. Through the seal of the King's Hall, it is vaguely visible that there are millions of descendants of the Hundred Phantoms hidden in the volcano.

The deep eyes manifested above the King's Palace, looking at the north of Dongxuan Realm, the Hundred Phantom Spirit King muttered to himself, "Come on, the treasure in the north is about to appear in the world, as long as you can get the one that contains the world The treasure of the source, then the time has come for our clan to counterattack the ancient Dongxuan clan.

After flying out of the volcano, away from the ancient ruins, and after confirming that the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings could no longer sense it, Zhang Wuji and the others stopped, and the tense mind finally relaxed.

After the safety was guaranteed, Zhang Wuji fell into deep thought. When he never got an answer, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and asked, "The King of Ming Dynasty, do you think the words of the Hundred Phantom Spirit Kings are credible?"